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Raised from the dead

posted:  18:11:07,  by:  morethanstone,  in categories:  Uncategorized, God, Faith, Grief

I recently heard someone recount the story of the loss of their brother-in-law in the Iraq war. He said that for months the story of Lazarus plagued him. He continuously asked the question, “What does redemption look like when Jesus doesn’t show up and raise my brother from the dead?” Indeed. What does redemption look like when the dead are not raised? Or the house is foreclosed on? Or the cancer isn’t healed? Or the job never comes? Is it as simple as “we do not have, because we do not ask” or is there more to the story?

Since the fall, mankind usually does one of two things when confronted with something unpleasant. We hide or we blame. We cover the unpleasantness with fig leaves or we point the finger at something or someone. When Job’s entire life was destroyed, his friends spent chapter after chapter trying to appoint blame. When things don’t go well for us, as believers, we like to think we can find a reason so that we can zip it up in a nice, neat, explainable package. Well guess what, friends and neighbors? I don’t find that there are answers for everything…I think God is bigger than my explanations and excuses.

Consider the story of Job again. So, there is this guy named Job. He is righteous. He follows the law. God calls Job blameless and upright. So what does God do? He makes a bet with Satan and tells Satan to “do whatever you want to him, just don’t physically harm him.” This is what Job gets after being devoted to God? No matter how often I read the story, I don’t get this. Why would God do this? I have no idea. I can’t find an easy answer to this. We tend to gloss over this part of the story, by focusing on the fact that God restored Job by giving him a new family and more wealth than before. That’s great, but as a mother, having a new family would not replace the old one.

The story of Job doesn’t completely make sense to me. But neither does much of what I see in the world. Why do babies starve to death every day in Africa? Why do wonderful families face tragic events? Why do children lose fathers? On and on I could go with the questions. Furthermore, I don’t have the answers. I don’t know why these things happen, other than that we live in a fallen world and God is not done working towards the new creation.

So, with that said, “What does redemption look like when Jesus doesn’t show up and raise the dead”? In my mind, redemption is when God does not abandon the sufferer. Redemption occurs when our friends face our suffering with us, without hiding or blaming. Redemption occurs when we recognize that God is sovereignly ruling the universe, despite the injustice, sickness and violence that we live amidst.

All Manner of Things Shall Be Well

posted:  19:04:07,  by:  morethanstone,  in categories:  human trafficking, Grief, Poverty, Social Justice, Persecuted Church, AIDS

From N. T. Wright’s book “Evil and the Justice of God”

We are not told-or not in any way that satisfies our puzzled questioning-how and why there is radical evil within God’s wonderful, beautiful and essentially good creation. One day I think we shall find out, but I believe we are incapable of understanding it at the moment, in the same way that a baby in the womb would lack the categories to think about the outside world. What we are promised, however, is that God will make a world in which all shall be well, and all manner of things shall be well, a world in which forgiveness is on e of the foundation stones and reconciliation is the cement which holds everything together. And we are given this promise not as a matter of whistling in the dark, not as something to believe even though there is no evidence, but in and through Jesus Christ and his death and resurrection, and in and through the Spirit through whom the achievement of Jesus becomes a reality in our world and in our lives. When we understand forgiveness, flowing from the work of Jesus and the Spirit, as the strange, powerful thing it really is, we begin to realize that God’s forgiveness of us, and our forgiveness of others, is the knife that cuts the rope by which sin, anger, fear, recrimination and death are still attached to us. Evil will have nothing to say at the last, because the victory of the cross will be fully implemented.

We return to the point at which we began. In the new heavens and the new earth there will be nor more sea, no more chaos, no more monsters coming up from the abyss. And, as with all Christian eschatology, the best news of all is that we don’t have to wait for the future to start experiencing our deliverance from evil. We are invited, summoned, bidden to start living this way in the present. I suspect that the problems this poses for us—the immediate problems of forgiving ourselves and our neighbors, and the practical and political problems of working for a world in which people no longer wish to become terrorists, in which people no longer enslave one another with crippling debt, and in which those who live at great risk of the natural elements receive special protection form civil authorities—are the real problems. The philosophical problems often function simply as a smoke screen behind which we try to hide. And I suspect, therefore, that the more we learn the meaning of forgiveness in our own lives, the more we shall glimpse the deep theological truth that all shall be well, and all manner of things shall be well, and the more we shall be enabled to anticipate that reality even in the midst of our suffering world.

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Evidence of Grace amidst the journey of grief……

posted:  04:04:07,  by:  morethanstone,  in categories:  Uncategorized, Healing, Grief

I happened upon a blog today. (HT to Bit of Smoke) In my daily meandering of the blogosphere, I happen upon quite a lot of blogs. This particular blog, however, caused my heart to skip a beat and tears to come to my eyes.

“I am a 36 year old mother of three children. I am also a widow. My husband died in an accident in June 2005. I never expected to do life this way, with this identity, with this element of struggle.”

“For the first three and a half decades of my life I think I had this “connect the dots” theology about my life and God’s plan for my life. In other words, I thought God had this grand “connect the dots” plan for my life and all I had to do was make sure I understood where the next dot was.

Fast forward to today….after 15 months worth of thinking, analyzing, searching….I no longer believe in a “connect the dots” theology. I look at Scriptures and find very few passages that talk about a specific plan for each of us…a connect the dot picture….the majority of references that talk about a “plan” are pointing out the uselessness of man and his plans.”

“Going from “we” to “me”…”

“That conversation also draws me back to my questions about “God’s plan”….I just don’t know what I really believe or what is really true….it isn’t something that paralyzes my faith or causes me to doubt God….rather, it reinforces the notion that God is God and I am not….I will never completely understand His ways…but I have experienced His love, comfort and peace….I guess that’s enough for now….”

“Every once in a while I have an opportunity to see “meaning” develop from the “madness” of my life. I have this need (and I am not sure if it is always a good thing) for the tragedy that I have experienced to have some “meaning”…to be able to see God use it to achieve His purposes.”

“In the past 2-3 days the following has been said to me by different people:

**I hear you are being spontaneous…and playing practical jokes again….it is good to hear that.

**I hope and pray your heart is healing. (and I believe it is)

**I don’t know when I have seen your kids laugh so much as when blah, blah, blah happened the other day…

Random comments….from random people….I think we are going to make it.”

“I miss being married….I miss Brian….I wish he were here to see the kids growing and developing….and to help me with all the “stuff” that goes with being a parent.”

“I think I have made my faith far too complex…I haven’t lost my faith…I just am not sure how to use my faith anymore…..without questioning myself too much….without wondering if I will be wrong again……”

“I was talking to someone today at church and she mentioned how rampant the view of “we get what we deserve” from God is in her sphere of influence. It, of course, made me wonder what those type of people thought I had done to deserve to lose my husband at 35.”

“In many, many ways my faith has been strengthened over the last year and a half. Yet, in some ways, there are parts of my faith that seem more uncertain than ever before.”

“I know I can’t hold on to your memory at the expense of rebuilding our lives….and so I am trying to let go of what I need to let go of in order to reach forward for the life God is calling me to live…it isn’t easy and at times it even seems disloyal….to think of life being great without you in it….but…”

“I’m alone with my grief now. The crowds have gone home. No one is watching. I can let my emotional guard down and not worry if someone is going to notice.”

“I don’t understand God’s goodness….it comes unexpectedly….”

“It doesn’t mean that I like it….it doesn’t mean that I don’t still have questions in the back of mind….it just means that I have resigned myself to believe that I will never understand….

I think, for me, that is progress….and a little bit of healing…..and for that I am grateful.”

If you have had loss in your life, if you’ve wondered why God has allowed the loss, if you’ve experienced loss that transformed your faith, brew a cup of tea and read this woman’s honest, heart wrenching journey through grief. Thank you, Shelly, for sharing your journey.

Fall into grace…..

posted:  15:03:07,  by:  morethanstone,  in categories:  God, Grief

I just got off the phone with a dear friend. Please pray for her. Her husband is across the country and unable to get home until next week. They are financially VERY tight, with no health insurance for Mom and Dad. She thinks her 4 kids are sick, as is she. And now her mother (who lives with them) is gravely ill and hospitalized with a very rare disease whose name escapes me. I happened to call her tonight, not knowing what was going on. She sounded awful, perhaps at the breaking point. There is a lot going on in that home. More than one woman can handle on her own. Unfortunately, I live 400 miles away, or I’d go scoop those 4 sick kids up and put her in bed.

Towards the end of the conversation, she said “I’m just trying to figure out what God is trying to teach me in all of this. I know there must be something I have to learn.” OH, how I hate that sentence! I lived and breathed that sentence for 6 months last year. What is it about our faith/teaching/evangelicalism that automatically presupposes fault or lack of worthiness on our part when something goes wrong? Yes, I know that we are sinful. Boy, do I know it. But what about REDEMPTION??? What about a new heart? Isn’t that what God promises us?

I’m angry right now. I’m angry at leaders. I’m angry at bible teachers. I’m angry at churches. I’m angry because AGAIN, I see the result of preaching/teaching from the standpoint of the fall, and not the standpoint of new creation/new earth/new man. No, we are not there, but God is working it out. We, as the church, are the vision of that new creation, we are the foreshadowing of that. Yet we do not talk about that, we talk about only our sin, only our unworthiness. No wonder the church is so ineffective. Why should we be anything but?

I don’t know why these things happen. I don’t know why children get sick or die. I don’t know why events converge in such a way that a sweet, wonderful, kind and loving woman is pushed to a breaking point. I do know we live in a fallen world with it’s sickness, heartbreak and pain. I do know that every day brings us one day closer to New Heavens and New Earth. I do know God’s grace is more compelling and more powerful than our failures.

Fall into God’s grace and mercy, Lisa. It’s the one sure thing we have.

For Those That Grieve.

posted:  09:03:07,  by:  morethanstone,  in categories:  Grief, books

I have been reading a book called Mudhouse Sabbath. Written by Lauren F. Winner, a Jew that converted to Christianity, it is full of little bits of treasure. In the forward, Ms. Winner states

Still I miss Jewish ways. I miss the rhythms and routines that drew the sacred down into the every day. I miss Sabbaths, on which I actually rested. I’ve even found that I miss the drudgery of keeping kosher. I miss the work these practices affected between me and God. This is a book about those things I miss. It is about Sabbaths and weddings and burials and prayers. Rituals Jews and Christians both observe, but rituals we observe quite differently. It is, to be blunt, about spiritual practices that Jews do better.

Though I have not finished the book yet, I am already taken with it. I would like to highlight the chapter on mourning. Perhaps it is because we have friends that are currently mourning the loss of a husband and father. Perhaps it is because grief has been a little too close for comfort to me over the past year. Either way, I found this chapter had quite a bit of wisdom that I’d like to share.

Ms. Winner states that one thing churches do “less well” is grieve. She states that the church lacks a ritual or language that is sorrow and loss. She says that a friend, who had lost her husband, put it this way:

For about 2 weeks, the church was really the church. Everyone came to the house, baked casseroles, carried Kleenex. But then, the two weeks ended, and so did the consolation calls. While you, the mourner, are still balling your eyes out and slamming fists into the walls, everyone else forgets, understandably, and goes back to their normal lives. And you find, after all those crowds of people, that you are left alone. You are without the church. And without a church vocabulary for what happens to the living after the dead are dead. Mourning is never easy, but it is better done inside a communal grammar of bereavement. Christianity has a hopeful and true vocabulary for death and resurrection. It is Judaism that offers the grammar for in-between. For the mourning after death and before Easter.

The Jewish community expects the mourner to mourn. In fact, mourning, in Judaism is a discipline, whereas oftentimes in Christianity, we expect the mourner to paper over their grief. The Jews mark the days, the weeks, the months and then the years after death.

Aninut

These are the days between death and burial. During this time, the mourners are exempt from the laws of Judaism. A certain Rabbi says that mourners are exempt from the law during these days, because the law is for the living. During these first few days after death, mourners, border on death themselves. During this time, comforting, feeding and visiting is not necessarily required of the community, as the death is seen as “still happening”, so the business of comforting can not yet begin.

Shiva

Shiva, a term many of us have heard, means 7. “Sitting Shiva” literally requires that the mourners sit in low chairs, as Job’s friends did. The lowness of the chairs is the physical representation of the depression and grief. Mirrors are covered, as the mourner is withdrawing from society and vanity and normal care for the physical body is ignored. A memorial candle, representing the soul, is lit and remains lit 24 hours per day for the next 7 days. This is to remind the mourner that the soul is eternal.

The very first meal after the burial is called Seudat Havara’ah or “The meal of recovery”. In addition to bread or bagels, it customary to serve peeled hard-boiled eggs, for they are round and symbolize the cycle of life. The bread is placed in the hands of the mourners by others. After eating the bread and an egg, one may eat other foods. Wine is allowed, in moderation.

During this 7 day period, the mourner does not leave the house, except for Shabbat. Prayer services are held every morning and evening in the mourner’s house, which include saying the Mourner’s Kaddish. On the last day of Shiva, those who have come to comfort the mourners say “Arise”. The comforters then say,

No more will your sun set, nor your moon be darkened, for God will be an eternal light for you, and your days of mourning shall end. (Isaiah 60:20)

Like a man whose mother consoles him, so shall I console you, and you shall be consoled in Jerusalem. (Isaiah 66:13)

The comforters then take the mourner out for a short walk around the block. The first step to re-entry into the world.

Sheloshim

This is the 30 days following burial. During sheloshim, the mourner may return to their job, but they are to avoid large parties, celebrations, musical performances, or weddings (except those in the immediate family). This time is divided into 4 weeks, marked by Sabbath.

    During the first Shabbat service, the mourner waits outside during the celebratory songs. As they enter, the congregations proclaims, “May God console you, among the other mourners of Zion and Jerusalem!”
    On the second Shabbat, the mourner participates in the whole service, but do not sit in their usual seat, as if to represent that they remain communally unsettled.
    On the third Shabbat, the mourner sits in their regular seat, but slip out as soon as service ends, avoiding chit-chat.
    On the final Shabbat of sheloshim, the mourners finally participate in the whole of the service, re-entering the community.

Yizkor

Yizkor means “remembrance”. Yizkor are celebrated on major holidays. The afternoon before the holiday, a candle is relit, in remembrance, and kept burning for 24 hours. At the morning services, those who have never been mourners are asked to leave the service for a few moments, so that those who have sat Shiva may pray together.

Yartzeit

Yartzeit marks the time of one year from the death. Every year, the mourner lights a candle and stands in synagogue to say the Mourner’s Kaddish. On this day, some may donate money in remembrance, others may study a book of Torah, or visit the graveside, or look at old photographs, or recite Psalms, or raise a glass of whiskey in honor of their dead.

Ms Winner sums up this chapter by saying,

This calendar of bereavement recognizes the slow way that mourning works. The llong time it takes a grave to cool, slower and longer than our zip-zoom internet and fast food society can accomodate. Long after your friends and acquaintances have stopped paying attention, after they have forgotten to ask how you are, and pray for you and hold your hand, you are still in a place of ebbing sadness. Mourning plateaus gradually and the diminishing of intensity is both recognized and nurtured by the different spaces that the Jewish mourning rituals create. The harrowing shock of aninut. The pain of shiva. The stepping into life and the world of sheloshim

The Mourner’s Kaddish

Glorified and sanctified be God’s great name throughout the world which He has created according to His will. May He establish His kingdom in your lifetime and during your days, and within the life of the entire House of Israel, speedily and soon; and say, Amen.

May His great name be blessed forever and to all eternity.

Blessed and praised, glorified and exalted, extolled and honored, adored and lauded be the name of the Holy One, blessed be He, beyond all the blessings and hymns, praises and consolations that are ever spoken in the world; and say, Amen.

May there be abundant peace from heaven, and life, for us
and for all Israel; and say, Amen.

He who creates peace in His celestial heights, may He create peace for us and for all Israel; and say, Amen.

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In or Out. Again

posted:  22:02:07,  by:  morethanstone,  in categories:  God, Grief

Last night a dear friend’s husband passed away. I am also very good friends with my friend’s daughter….so we have the loss of a husband, father and grandfather.

The question that has been thrown around is about where this man stood with God. He never professed belief in Jesus, that I know of. He didn’t attend church. So….when death comes…the question remains. This seems a very poignant situation considering the session I attended at the Isn’t She Beautiful conference. Rob Bell addressed these very issues in a session entitled;

“A few thoughts on God, Jesus, salvation, judgment, heaven, hell, who’s in, who’s out, and the end of the world as we know it”

I tremble at the thought of answering these questions. Who’s in? Who’s out? I’m not God, so I refuse to pretend that I am. These are difficult questions to answer and my vision of God is clouded on this earth.

Now we see things imperfectly as in a poor mirror, but then we will see everything with perfect clarity. All that I know now is partial and incomplete, but then I will know everything completely, just as God knows me now. 1 Cor 13:12

What I do know is that God is merciful. More merciful than we are. I take hope in the following story outlined in Mark 2:2-5.

2 Immediately many gathered together, so that there was no longer room to receive them, not even near the door. And He preached the word to them. 3 Then they came to Him, bringing a paralytic who was carried by four men. 4 And when they could not come near Him because of the crowd, they uncovered the roof where He was. So when they had broken through, they let down the bed on which the paralytic was lying. 5 When Jesus saw their faith, He said to the paralytic, “Son, your sins are forgiven you.”

The friends had the faith to bring the paralized man before Jesus. The man was unable to do it for himself. When Jesus saw the faith of the friends, he said “Son, your sins are forgiven”. Wow. How dare we start to declare who is “in” and who is “out”. In the book “Mere Christianity”, C.S. Lewis says,

The world does not consist of 100 percent Christians and 100 percent non-Christians. There are people who are slowly ceasing to be Christians but who still call themselves by that name…There are other people who are slowly becoming Christians though they do not yet call themselves so. There are people who do not accept the full Christian doctrine about Christ but who are so strongly attracted by Him that they are His in a much deeper sense than they themselves understand.

I choose to believe in grace. I choose to believe in God’s mercy. Grace trumps the hard and fast rules of theology every time.

Tears for Congo

posted:  25:11:06,  by:  morethanstone,  in categories:  Uncategorized, Church, Congo, Prayer, Healing, Grief, Poverty

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